02/09/2006
Brash! Brazen!
Red!
There's no getting away with it, my hair was red. And to prove it I had a hank cut off when gamin came 'in' and a friend of mine who was doing a hairdressing course at the time made it up into a false piece for me. Of course it might look a bit odd now...
A bit? Susan, are you joking?!
And the gentleman in the picture with me is my adored 'Daddy Jim', the very best of stepfathers and sorely missed for his wise advice and practical skills in just about anything that could be hammered, plumbed,wired or built with two hands-
And DJ worked in the Dutch resistance movement in WW2 so he was a genuine hero too... but that's a whole 'nother story, as they say. (You can tell he was a Guardsman, can't you... I think they still have a minimum height guide for applicants)
Oh, and girls, what do you think of the shiny black leather trousers? Cool, eh?!
Go on, you know you want a pair ;-)
Love to all, and happy happy reading everyone!
From the Ninja Carrot (as she is known to her children, for some reason)
Otherwise known as your friend and author
Susan
